Xia Jin found out in time that at the critical moment, she suddenly threw the "snow bag" in her left hand to this person, which made her assassination action a little slow.

And she took advantage of this opportunity to avoid the fatal blow.

The other side missed a blow, and wanted to come again, but Xiao Qi, who was driven back in time, slashed the right arm of the knife holder. The man quickly retreated and had to save his life.

For fear that Xia Jin will encounter danger again, Xiao Qi doesn't dare to continue fighting, but stands back to back with Xia Jin again, being cautious.

In the cold weather, the two sides fell into a stalemate again.

The leader of the killer is facing Xiaoqi. He grits his teeth and quickly bandages his right arm, which was cut by Xiaoqi

"No matter how high your Kung Fu is, it's hard to fight with two fists and four hands. If you take the initiative to hand this woman over, I'll let you go."

After a brief confrontation, the leader clearly knew that the young man in his early twenties was far ahead of them.

If this man didn't need to be distracted to protect the target they wanted to kill, he would have been killed by the sword.

He's a killer, not a killer.

If possible, he hopes to dissuade him to avoid a fierce battle!

Xiaoqi scoffs at the words of the killer leader's persuasion. Junlang's face is filled with the cold idea of killing and ignores him at all.

See small seven iron heart, the leader's cold eyes more and more cold, in the meantime wantonly plunder furiously kill idea, the body sends out dead heavy breath.

"Kill

Hidden under the black mask, his lips wriggled slightly, bursting out a word to break the stagnant situation at the scene.

In an instant, the silence of the mountains and forests was restored, and the sound of swords and swords was heard again.

With waves of internal force collision swept, birds start flying, irritable and chaotic!

Although Xiao Qi can fight, he can protect Xia Jin because of his distraction. Soon, he suffered knife wounds on his back and left shoulder.

The red blood soaked his gray long cloth shirt, which made Xia Jin startled.

Just at this time, the leader in black, while Xiaoqi was in a bitter battle with other killers, was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack from behind Xiaoqi to take his life.

Xia Jin's sense of crisis suddenly explodes, her pupils shrink. She resists the discomfort of her body, clenches the scalpel in her hand, avoids the big knife waved by the killer along the way, and rushes to Xiaoqi in time.

Holding a scalpel in her hand, she raised her hand skillfully and nimbly to sweep, straight to the main artery of the killer leader's neck.

This blow exhausted all the energy of Xia Jin. Suddenly, the leader felt that there was a faint cold flash in front of him.

The next moment, he felt a slight pain in his neck, as if warm liquid was flowing down his neck.

Xia Jin, who suddenly appeared in front of him, was splashed with a lot of blood on her face and clothes

As if aware of something, his pupils suddenly stare round, unbelievably put his hand over his neck.

The warmth of his palm made him show fear. Subconsciously, he threw away the knife in his hand and covered the cut artery with both hands.

However, it's too late.

But after a few breaths, his tall body suddenly fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, he lost his vitality.

"The chief is dead!"

I don't know who yelled out suddenly. The killers were in a mess. The original attack was flawed

Although Xiao Qi was not seriously injured, he was bleeding. At this time, he was slightly dizzy and could not be delayed.

He doesn't love fighting. After taking the opportunity to kill the three killers in front of him, he doesn't continue to fight with the remaining eight. He quickly points several acupoints on his body, grabs Xia Jin by the shoulder, jumps up and goes far away.